They had been on their way to find Vera Warner and were almost at the barbecue restaurant when a magician's van parked on the side of the road suddenly pulled them both inside.
The area was crowded and noisy, and on top of that, their captors were dressed in staff uniforms, shouting that the children had run off in the middle of a magic trick.
So, even if anyone saw, they would have assumed it was part of a magic act, not a real kidnapping.
Chloe Warner shifted her foot slightly until it brushed against Zola Morgan. She murmured quietly, "Brother, are you okay?"
Zola wasn't asleep, either. Hearing her voice, he scooted closer. Huddled together, the siblings felt a little less afraid in the dark box.
Being twins, they could sense each other's fear. They didn't dare make any loud noises, lest the people outside hear them. Their only option was to wait for the box to be opened and assess the situation then.
